As a cool current, I smiled through the sky

You are a cute boy, the hot girls said of I

They all wanted to flow with me on the air

Whirling around, flirting to become a pair

The elder clouds gave me advice for aim

‘Choice of a thunderstorm or hurricane’

I could be massive, and do it alone

Point be noticed, and be heard with a tone

I seen the spark, and started my lightning

‘We shall call you Diamond Boy, delighting'
~

I found the secret, and became its trait

Moral excellence is my priceless fate

I felt life was full of constant pressure

My strength was joy in hope, my fond treasure

My words, spread as ice, valuable and rare

As they fell with dreams, dropped deeply with care

They melted to tear like, water poems,

soft formed, pools of devotional totems
~

I was only a warm wonder shower,

and held back my tornado of power

I fell in love with her, the fruitful earth

She was happy I’ve given farmers worth

She said, I was song, real, her sexy storm,

‘We are blessed, Diamond Boy that you were born’

I was heard, seen, and dreamt in the vast skies

When the birds choral, they sing my goodbyes


A storm has heavy burdens to sustain

They go through life separating the grain


My character produces hope, my rain

I had a choice, so Diamond Boy's my name
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